(assignment to compare the voices of the world while describing a flower)

You are not good enough, never were.
The unknown, tiny, green bud at the bottom,
You will never get anywhere.
Just pushes to the top, to be seen.
You will never carry out the plan God has for you.
Growing, growing, bigger now, with darker green, seems to understand.
You wonder why you even try.
An opening appears, the fight begins.
You always fall to every temptation.
Wind rolls past and a breath flows into it.
Your stupid thoughts, you worry all the time.
Pushing through with all of its little might.
You are too good for everyone.
Pushing, fighting, opening more and more.
You are not like her.
Stretching father, petals pushing through.
You are not like him.
The fight ends, now is over. It has been won, a victory claimed.
You are not like the world.
A new flower, a new being, opens up and sways to only Your rhythm.